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What if we have been calling things by the wrong name?What if everything was the opposite of how we actually see them?What if the land was called the sea, and the sea the land?What If the moon was the sun, and the sun the moon?What if black was white, and white was black?

Think. Think. Think.

Wait, what if black was white and white was black?What if black was white and white was black?What if, what if Blacks were the oppressors and the oppressed were White?What if Blacks were ole massa and Whites obeyed their every command?What if Blacks gained profit and Whites were beaten and sold?

What if Blacks were at home enjoying a meal while Whites out in the field?What if Martin Luther King sat back on God’s word and watched the injustice take place while Whites marched the streets for a better life?What if Blacks blew up a church where four little White girls died?What if after almost 50 years many Blacks still hate the existence of Whites?What if Black cops targeted and killed White boys and girls?

What if we have been calling things by the wrong name?What if everything was the opposite of how we actually see them?What if black was white, and white was black?What if you were me?

Like this:

A special poem, to a very special person born on January 17. This person helped me through a hard time; when I was ready to give up on school she helped me get back on the right road. Because of her, I am in college. I want to say thanks to my 10th grade teacher, Ms. Jessica Lilly.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Every day we ageBut on this day we have aged

We grow with wisdom and experienceWe look back on our many years of endurance

We cherish what we have gainedAnd should never ever complainAbout the things we don’t have